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I obviously don't write about enough girly-stuff. Of course, I tend to run into things like that in real life, too. To earn money for college, I worked as summer relief in one of the local paper mills. One of the other college kids was helping me move some large rolls of paper. Now, rolls of paper that are 6 feet long get very heavy very quickly, and this guy says to me: Just grab that end of the roll and well toss it on the fork lift. This roll was about a foot thick, ain't no way I could "toss" it anywhere, so I say to him: Who do you think I am, Wonder Woman?
He looks at me and says: I haven't figured out what kind of woman you are yet.
I never did figure out what he meant by that.
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Date: 2003-09-19 06:19 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2003-09-19 07:24 pm (UTC)From:I'm thinking that you need to talk less about feelings and emotions and more about sports and cars. Be less polite and more critical. If I cared, I'd go look up the documentation and see exactly how they set it up, but I've wasted enough time on it today.
That, and I'm just too lazy. *grin*